George Pope Morris

(1802-1864 / USA)

George Pope Morris Poems

1. Address For The Benefit Of Henry Placide. 10/6/2010
2. Address For The Benefit Of James Sheridan Knowles. 10/6/2010
3. Address For The Benefit Of William Dunlap. 10/6/2010
4. Au Revoir. 10/6/2010
5. Bessy Bell. 10/6/2010
6. Boat-Song. 10/6/2010
7. Champions Of Liberty. 10/6/2010
8. Come To Me In Cherry-Time. 10/6/2010
9. Deliver Us From Evil. 10/6/2010
10. Epitaph. 10/6/2010
11. Fare The Well, Love. 10/6/2010
12. Fragment Of An Indian Poem. 10/6/2010
13. Funeral Hymn. 10/6/2010
14. Grounds For Divorce. 10/6/2010
15. I Love The Night. 10/6/2010
16. Lines After The Manner Of The Olden Time. 10/6/2010
17. Lines On A Poet. 10/6/2010
18. Lines On The Burial Of Mrs. 10/6/2010
19. Lisette. 10/6/2010
20. Look From Thy Lattice, Love. 10/6/2010
21. Lord Of The Castle. 10/6/2010
22. Love In Exile. 10/6/2010
23. Love Thee, Dearest! 10/6/2010
24. Lucy. 10/6/2010
25. Margaretta. 10/6/2010
26. Mary. 10/6/2010
27. Masonic Hymn. 10/6/2010
28. Music. 10/6/2010
29. My Bark Is Out Upon The Sea. 10/6/2010
30. My Lady Waits For Me. 10/6/2010
31. My Mother's Bible 10/6/2010
32. My Woodland Bride. 10/6/2010
33. National Anthem. 10/6/2010
34. Nature's Nobleman 10/6/2010
35. I'M With You Once Again. 10/6/2010
36. In Memory Of Charles H. Sandford. 10/6/2010
37. In Memory Of John W. Francis, Jr. 10/6/2010
38. Janet Mcrea. 10/6/2010
39. Jeannie Marsh. 10/6/2010
40. King Cotton. 10/6/2010
Best Poem of George Pope Morris

Washington's Monument.

A monument to Washington?
A tablet graven with his name?--
Green be the mound it stands upon,
And everlasting as his fame!

His glory fills the land--the plain,
The moor, the mountain, and the mart!
More firm than column, urn, or fane,
His monument--the human heart.

The Christian--patriot--hero--sage!
The chief from heaven in mercy sent;
His deeds are written on the age--
His country is his monument.

'The sword of Gideon and the Lord'
Was mighty in his mighty hand--
The God who guided he adored,
And with His blessing freed the ...

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A Parody.

On old Long Island's sea-girt shore
We caught a cod the other day;
He never had been there before,
And wished that he had stayed away.
We laid him on the beach to dry,
Then served him frizzled on a dish,
A warning to the smaller fry,
As well as all the larger fish.
O--o--o--o--o!

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